The situation on the battlefield changed in an instant.
The Chu Character Legion's Ace Division had driven into the enemy ranks like a sharp sword, only to be stopped cold just before it could punch through the defensive line.
Blocking its path was an elite force at full strength-the Qin Character Legion's Ace Division.
At the very front of its formation stood a tall, middle-aged man in golden armor, his hand resting on a broadsword. He was Qin Yingguang, Commander-in-Chief of the Qin Character Legion.
The two armies faced each other from barely a kilometer apart.
Chu Baxing stared at Qin Yingguang from afar, his eyes filled with murderous intent.
Qin Yingguang swept his gaze over Chu Baxing and smiled faintly. "I never expected that brat from the Chu Family to be anything but a complete good-for-nothing. Forcing me to enter the fray myself is enough to make your whole life worthwhile."
Chu Baxing said nothing in response to that lofty appraisal.
He merely hooked his toe beneath a mutilated corpse and flicked it into the air, then clamped his hand around the crown of its head.
Holding the corpse by its head, Chu Baxing waved it toward Qin Yingguang as though dangling a dead chicken.
Blood and ash covered the corpse's face, making it utterly unrecognizable.
But the epaulets on its tattered uniform gleamed in the surrounding firelight.
A division commander's rank!
One of the Third Army's main division commanders!
With its division commander dead and his corpse desecrated, at least one full division of the Third Army had clearly had its command structure completely shattered.
"You bastard..." Veins bulged on the back of Qin Yingguang's sword hand.
But Chu Baxing's psychological assault was not over yet.
He tossed the corpse aside like garbage, then slowly raised a bloodstained